1. |
Nowhere To Go
05:16
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nowhere to go
you came running to the water
a torch in your hand
(defy the wind)
i swallowed my wounds
you smoothed out the land
i can still feel your breath on my skin
lay me down on the burning ground
scatter me 'round on your sacred river
all my life i've been tied and bound
but i've got nowhere to go now
nowhere to go
for seven nights i dreamed of you
coming to find me
walking in the pouring rain
you had a note inside your shoe
and the clouds were green
and the rain was warm and sweet
lay me down on the burning ground
scatter me 'round on your sacred river
all my life i've been tied and bound
but i've got nowhere to go now
nowhere to go
so take me to your special place
deep in the wood
put your hands upon my face
that feels so good
lay me down on the burning ground
scatter me round on your sacred river
all my life i've been tied and bound
but i've got nowhere to go now
nowhere to go
k.savoca
© 1995 Alcove Music/BMI
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2. |
You Just Don't Get it
03:51
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you just don't get it
you don't like to see a woman cry
but when i laugh, you have to ask me why
was it something that i said?
it would be nice if you could admit
that you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
how can you stand there in that desperate place
and show no emotion on your face
i bet you always had your own room
and now there's tarnish on your baby spoon
and you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
sit yourself down i wanna read you a tale
about a boy and a girl who went to the well...
i'm so tired of explaining who i am
when we both know you don't really give a damn
you're like a dog that's marking a tree
well move along, you won't put your mark on me
cause you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
you just don't get it
you just don't get it, do ya?
k.savoca
© 1996 Alcove Music/BMI
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3. |
That's How I Remember
03:51
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that's how i remember
she picked a blossom
from the star magnolia tree
plucked it from a branch
and handed it to me
i walked out in the night
the air felt just like her
that's how i remember
she was a quiet girl
her secrets buried deep
inside a private world
she hides beneath her sleeves
you take her in your arms
her smile is soft as fur
that's how i remember
it's been three summers past
since last i saw her face
somebody told me
she'd gone wothout a trace
beyond the shattered night
beyond the angry word
that's how i remember
she picked a blossom
from the star magnolia tree
plucked it from a branch
and handed it to me
i walked out in the night
the air was soft like her
that's how i remember
k.savoca
© 1997 Alcove Music/BMI
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4. |
Here They Come
03:38
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here they come
here they come to buy up the mountain
here they come to ravage the hills
laying footprints, looking for something
leaving only tracks and spills
here they come
she was pretty she float like a feather
she was pretty dressed all in white
like a fog rolls through the heather
you couldn't touch her
she had no appetite
running through the house
turning off all the lights
walking in the dark
like she's hypnotized
rolling her days like a pair of dice
saying here they come
here they come for your possessions
here they come to take your home
lock your doors, they just come through the window
through your dreams when you're sleeping all alone
here they come
here they come to steal your daughter
here they come to measure the earth
through the pipes and into the water
you can take a drink, but it wonÍt quench your thirst
running through the house
turning off all the lights
walking in the dark
like you're hypnotized
rolling your days like a pair of dice
like a pair of dice
saying here they come
k.savoca
© 1997 Alcove Music/BMI
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5. |
Some Days
04:15
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somedays
i got a lucky stone in my pocket
lucky coin in my purse
nothing seems to stop
this day from getting worse
static on the radio
bad news on the phone
think iÍd be better left alone
somedays gonna be like that
somedays gonna be that way
i lost my hat to a mischievous wind
lost my confidence in a friend
put my money on a raffle
two for dinner
now i can't find my ticket
they can't find the winner
somedays gonna be like that
somedays gonna be that way
but oh... if i could fly
oh... if i could fly
now it's rust on the roof
and buckets of rain
i try to dream it away
it's getting dark early
but we're not home yet
the guy who sold me this car
didn't tell me not to get it wet
i can't wake up
the sky's like concrete
maybe the sun
forgot to lift his feet
i'm sitting here hoping
that winter will stall
i don't ever wanna see the last leaf fall
somedays gonna be like that
somedays gonna be that way
k.savoca
© 1996 Alcove Music/BMI
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6. |
I Can Taste It
05:11
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i can taste it
what's been happening to you
what's been happening to us
we used to stick like glue
now thereÍs a fault running right through us
you tell me you're not dreaming about anyone
you tell me now honey, there's no other
well i remember when we used to have fun
i remember when you used to be my lover
you talk about sweet romance
and then you waste it
if you'd just give me a chance
oh, i can taste it
i know the kind thing to do
would be to give you plenty of time
but patience isn't my strong suit
and what you're doing to me is a crime
if i said this wasn't bothering me
you know i'd surely be telling a great big lie
i never wanted to be your mother
i thought that maybe i'd be your bride
you talk about sweet romance
and then you waste it
if you'd just give me a chance
oh, i can taste it
what's been happening to you
what's been happening to us
we used to stick like glue
now there's a fault running right through us
you talk about sweet romance
and then you waste it
if you'd just give me a chance
oh, i can taste it
k.savoca
© 1995 Alcove Music/BMI
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7. |
Home Again
04:06
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home again
when they found him he was floating, a blow to his head
no one there had seen
who it was had left him for dead
in the shallows of the san joaquin
i heard about it many years later
drawn to mysteries past
shadows on the wall, ghosts in the doorway
they talked to me at last
it's too late to be a child again
and you're too old to be afraid of the dark
we showed you how to trade prayer for sin
still sometimes life's too hard
and you can never go home again
they stood beside her and told her she'd get well
knowing it was a lie
he had every intention of saying goodnight
but instead he said goodbye
so they gave me a shot of whiskey and they sent me to bed
and i lay there in the moon
i was thinking about the way she'd touch my head
when she came into the room
and said it's too late to be a child again
you're too old to be afraid of the dark
sure we showed you how to trade prayer for sin
still sometimes life's too hard
and you can never go home again
so i carry these words like a fever
and i'll tell it any way i can
i can't help being a believer
if that's what i am
too late to be a child again
and i'm too old to be afraid of the dark
sure i know how to trade prayer for sin
but sometimes life's too hard
and you can never go home again
k.savoca
© 1997 Alcove Music/BMI
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8. |
At Your Feet
05:02
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at your feet
see these roses in my garden
i will throw them at your feet
for it's you that i've been callin
you make everything taste so sweet
in the golden light
of love
like a blue moon through the window
i've been shining through the dark
tomorrow take me where you want to
for tonight i'm but a spark
in the fiery light
of love
you say you never wait for heaven
i hear your voice, i know it's true
don't look back from where you're heading
walk with me, take off your shoes
see these roses in my garden
some of them need a lot of room
you say life is like a garden
so let's get drunk on its' perfume
in the golden light
of love
k.savoca
© 1991 Alcove Music/BMI
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9. |
Mail Order Bride
03:53
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mail order bride
on my way home lost track of the moon,
sitting on a train
cushion at my back lost track of the moon,
sitting on a train
venus, she was shining on the old man
she was shining down right on his head
venus, she was shining on the old man
and i didn't hear a word that poor man said
oh diana, can you help me now?
i've been looking for you everywhere
i got an arrow and i got a bow
but i can't let it, can't let it go
i lost my nerve, i lost my nerve
slipping away like the tracks behind this train
i lost my nerve, i lost my nerve
slipping away with the tears on my face
now i know he's got my picture on his wall
and i know he got my letters
i don't like to see a working man fall
but i think i could do better
i can hear my sister laugh at me
see my papa turn in his grave
just like the bible and the story of eve
they're gonna blame it all on me anyway
so i lost my nerve, i lost my nerve
slipping away like the tracks behind this train
i lost my nerve, i lost my nerve
slipping away with the tears on my face
oh diana, you can't help me now
i was looking for you everywhere
i had an arrow and i had a bow
but i couldn't let it, couldn't let it go
on my way home lost track of the moon,
sitting on a train
cushion at my back lost track of the moon,
sitting on a train
k.savoca
© 1997 Alcove Music/BMI
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10. |
In This Life
04:24
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in this life
so you tell me you've walked this way before
and your lady was a queen on the nile
now there's a beggar at your door
and your brother never smiles
well i felt like a queen one time
and it sure was a lovely ride
but i still had to put on my shoes if i wanted to go outside
sure i care what you say sure i care what you've read
but we can't build a brand new life in another world
sure i care what you feel and i heard what you said
but we can't build a brand new life in another world
everybody gotta do what they will
everybody gotta get their fill
everybody gotta find what they want
we're all haunted sometimes
everybody gotta take a chance
and do the best they can
in this life
you can tell me you've walked this way before
and your lady was a queen on the nile
now there's a stranger at your door
and you hardly ever smile
well i've been through a garden or two
and i've heard voices in the trees
but it's the stuff ahead of you that'll bring you to your knees
sure i care what you say sure i care what you've read
but we can't build a brand new life in another world
sure i care what you feel and i heard what you said
but we can't build a brand new life in another world
everybody gotta make some bread
everybody gotta lose their head
everybody gotta look at the sky
we all need to cry sometime
everybody gotta touch the ground
and make a sound
in this life
k.savoca
© 1991 Alcove Music/BMI
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11. |
Sunday In Nandua
04:50
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sunday in nandua
every day is sunday in nandua
ever since the day we came to stay
to reclaim the silence and seclusion
and give up thoughts of cities far away
well i'm riding on this ocean
i never left my home before
and it was days ago but when my eyes are closed
i can still see my family waving from the shore
and we've come so far
and we've far to go
and we've come so far
to live in america
i hope this boat can hold us
i hope the baby doesn't get weak
my love he says that i shouldn't be afraid
but since we started out he hardly ever speaks
and we've come so far
and we've far to go
and we've come so far
to live in america
they say she's a land of honey
and that her streets are lined with gold
well i whisper a prayer to this ache in my heart
i'm sitting on a box that holds everything i own
and we've come so far
and we've far to go
and we've come so far
to live in america
every day is sunday in nandua
k.savoca
© 1997 Alcove Music/BMI
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Karen Savoca Oneida, New York
Karen’s baby diary reads, "20 months, knows 6 songs." Her mother, a big band singer, was not surprised to find her
constantly dancing and singing.
"A voice with this much strength and easy confidence is a rare find. Her songs are filled with good humor, sensuality and nature's simple pleasures. She can work a sly smile into a lyric that makes you smile in spite of yourself." All Music Guide
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